To begin with, why did I land up
in Rajkot? Well, I missed Ahmedabad owing to illness & decided to make up with Rajkot HM. And yes, catching up with Jyotin
Kalaria, a dear friend (nicknamed Bapu for being a Kathiawadi), was what made
me drive to Rajkot after 2 practically sleepless nights. There are 3 routes to
reach Rajkot from Baroda –Baroda-Ahmedabad-Bagodara-Rajkot (around 325 km),
Baroda-Vasad-Borsad-Bagodara-Rajkot (around 285 km),
Baroda-Sindhrot-Borsad-Bagodara-Rajkot (around 280 km). The route through
Ahmedabad is longer but a good road all the way through. Borsad to Bhagodra
stretch (around 80 km) is a road that has been left unfinished, for we saw no
signs of any construction activity on the way though there is enough evidence
of the road being widened & flyovers under construction. If you take on
this portion during daylight hours, you can still save on time compared to
going all the way to Ahmedabad Ring Road (which is always congested). We went
via Vasad & returned via Sindhrot & I recommend traveling via Sindhrot which
is a newly surfaced & less trafficked route.
Rajkot, on first visit, appears
to be a good city. Even in the peak rush hour traffic one can simply drive
through as if on a major highway. After a missed turn & an additional 30 km
drive, we reached Jyotin’s place in good time. Depositing wife & kid at
home, I went out to meet him near his office which was quite close by (less
than a kilometer). Now I know why the Rajkotians can afford their Baporias
(afternoon naps, which are a religion in Rajkot).
Post-dinner, we again moved out to have a feel of the town (this time with the wives in tow). We stopped at Galaxy Pan, where I tried out the famous Fire Paan. The Paan is the normal meetha paan (or as you may order). They put 4 cloves over it & put these on fire. The still alight paan is put into your mouth, which is quite scary the first time round (if you have never witnessed this yourself earlier). Of course, the biggest risk is your moustache getting burnt in the process, so the angle of your face becomes very important. You see, I always have some helpful advice for you (there’s more near the end)!!
Post-dinner, we again moved out to have a feel of the town (this time with the wives in tow). We stopped at Galaxy Pan, where I tried out the famous Fire Paan. The Paan is the normal meetha paan (or as you may order). They put 4 cloves over it & put these on fire. The still alight paan is put into your mouth, which is quite scary the first time round (if you have never witnessed this yourself earlier). Of course, the biggest risk is your moustache getting burnt in the process, so the angle of your face becomes very important. You see, I always have some helpful advice for you (there’s more near the end)!!
Rajkot had prepared well for its
maiden Marathon. Jyotin appreciated the clever move by the local admin to have
an early start which would make it easy to manage the typical Rajkot traffic. I
wasn’t so sure whether the Bapus can be so “managed”, but my experience the
next day belied my fears on this account.
We (Jyotin & Kush (his kid),
both doing the 5K, and I) got ready later than I would have wished & left for
the venue on his Bike. He was informed by his office colleagues, who were also
running, about the roads being closed for traffic for the HM. It was cold &
chilly, and it helped I was the pillion. Nearing the venue, there was a big
traffic jam. Half the city was going to the venue, while the other half was
going in the opposite direction (maybe to get their 1st dose of
Gathia, a snack that Rajkotians can eat any time of the day) & there was
only one half of the road available for vehicular movement (other being
dedicated for the runners). It took some time, but we made our way to the
venue. Perhaps, the bapus were not in their elements so early in the morning,
or maybe they were too focused to get to their favorite Gathia joint. A
saurashtrian’s love for Gathias is such that I feel this region should be
called Gathiawad.
Rajkot Half Marathon was
organized by the Rajkot Municipal Corporation (RMC) & the Rajkot City
Police (RCP). The administration, ably led by Municipal Commissioner Vijay
Nehra, had put all its resources to make this event a success. This was very
well publicized with hoardings & posters all over the town (something I did
not find at Nasik). There were water points & aid stations practically
every 2 km or so. The locals lined up the entire route cheering the runners.
They also had separate start & end points for the 5K runners & 10K/HM
runners. This helped to decongest the more serious, timed events. The police
were all over the place & the traffic was very well managed. I did not see
any restless traffic waiting at crossroads for runners to pass (as one sees in
Ahmedabad). Had it not been so, the police would have had the toughest time of
their lives, because an agitated Bapu is someone to be avoided at all costs.
Ask the Brits, who had to relinquish the jewel in their crown because of an
angry Bapu!
They also got a lot of support
from the local population. All along the route, schools & organisations had
put up temporary stages to cheer the runners by way of music, dance, and some
acrobatics too. It seems to me these kids performing on the sidelines would
sweat less if they run the HM. They have to be on their feet throughout the
event. But they had their Commissioner as the role model, who ran the full 21K
(seen in the pic along with the Brand Ambassador, Cheteshwar Pujara). If our
politicians also make it a habit to run at such events, we would not only get
fitter leaders but also better roads.
One of the objectives of the
event was to create awareness about cleanliness. Most of the posters lining up
the route were on cleanliness. After the Prime Minister’s call for
#SwachhBharat, there has been a visible change in the way local administrations
have been going about promoting cleanliness. But the Rajkot Marathon was not
all about words. If there were posters all over, there were also volunteers
near hydration points collecting empty water bottles (as in the pic here).
Great work, RMC!!
But this one caught the eye.
There was this poster, placed against a streetlight, talking about making Rajkot
a Litter Free city. Looking up, I saw another poster for a real estate project.
it said “Dream City, Gateway to Heaven”. I do not know if this was intentional
or a coincidence. But, a litter-free city would be anyone’s dream city. And not
just a gateway, but heaven in itself.
I was running faster than normal
& feeling very pleased about it. This was probably to it being a cold
morning that made it comfortable to run on the road. Moreover, I had started
out with the first bunch of runners & escaped the crowding & the
jostling at the beginning of the run. I also had to stop often to take pictures
of all those witty posters that the organisers had put up. At one such point,
where some school kids were standing with placards, I stopped to read & take
picture. The cop posted there asked me to continue running as I would come in
the way of oncoming runners. This bugged me no end. With the whole road width
available why would the runners bump into me? I was also surprised at this cop
persisting with his duty, who probably deduced I was an outsider as I was
speaking Hindi. But a brief exchange of words convince him that I was a
Gujarati by birth & domicile, even if not a Kathiawadi. This ended up with
the cop minding his post, leaving me free to do what I pleased.
Now, to the posters that were put
up along the route to motivate the runners. Some of these were (my thoughts in
brackets, italicized):
Running is Gift (i.e. Every
child is gifted, but we discard/misplace the gift as we grow older.)
Marathon is Science (They shouldn’t have put this up, it will turn off a lot of students.)
Two Legs move the Soul (If this dictum catches up, peddlers of spiritualism would be soon out of business. I hope it does!)
Run Fast, Run Far (This was at the 3K mark. But I can do only one, not both.)
Run Fast, Run Slow, Run Far, Run Close (This was at the 4K mark. We finally got a choice & I am beginning to love it.)
When your Legs get tired, run with your Heart (Friendly advise at the 4.5K mark, much before the mind turns off.)
Dare to Go the Distance (That’s what we all were here for, isn’t it?)
Run with your Heart, not with your Legs (Nearing the end, do we have a choice?)
Forget the Miles, Just Remember the Glory (When it all ends, it’s the miles that add to the glory.)
It doesn’t get Easier, You just get Stronger (Apt for the 19K mark, where it was put up.)
Marathon is Science (They shouldn’t have put this up, it will turn off a lot of students.)
Two Legs move the Soul (If this dictum catches up, peddlers of spiritualism would be soon out of business. I hope it does!)
Run Fast, Run Far (This was at the 3K mark. But I can do only one, not both.)
Run Fast, Run Slow, Run Far, Run Close (This was at the 4K mark. We finally got a choice & I am beginning to love it.)
When your Legs get tired, run with your Heart (Friendly advise at the 4.5K mark, much before the mind turns off.)
Dare to Go the Distance (That’s what we all were here for, isn’t it?)
Run with your Heart, not with your Legs (Nearing the end, do we have a choice?)
Forget the Miles, Just Remember the Glory (When it all ends, it’s the miles that add to the glory.)
It doesn’t get Easier, You just get Stronger (Apt for the 19K mark, where it was put up.)
This one I loved the most!
Now, back to running. After around some 12-13 kilometres, I found I was running at a pace that was way beyond my capabilities. I realized this when a couple of African runners overtook me. Being overtaken is quite normal, as the leading pack of Full Marathoners always finishes earlier than I do my Half Marathon. But there was no FM distance at Rajkot, nor did I have a significant advantage of an early start. And I suddenly realized (by the Bib colour) that all runners around me were dong the 10K. Some mental arithmetic convinced me that I had goofed up & was now doing only the 10K. (Later, after I had finished my run & looking for a clue in the pics I had taken, I realized where I had taken the wrong turn). This dampened the spirit & I started looking out for volunteers who would be able to tell me how I could rectify the error (or, how far back would I have to go to resume my HM). I didn’t find any. All I could see were traffic cops & onlookers.
From here onwards it was a mix of
emotions. Disappointment at missing out on another HM finish. Anger for being
so stupid. Wonder at how/where/why I erred so. Frustration for being unable to
locate a volunteer. Disappointment at not doing a HM in the month. But I had to
finish the run, whatever the distance I ended up doing & I continued. An
optimistic thought persisted – maybe the HM was two loops of 10K. After another
turn, I found myself in the midst of a big crowd of runners. It was a big crowd
consisting of the 5K & 10K participants. We were near the end point.
Volunteers (cops again) guided me (the HM runner) to my route. It was an empty
stretch I landed up in. I tried to convince myself that the HM was really two
loops & I was still on the right track. Alas, I did not even get enough
time for this. I ended up inside the sports ground, where I came up against
this last poster. This one pierced my heart. I had run but found myself at the
finish point of the wrong distance.
Now for some gyan (I warned you
in the beginning) on why/how this happened & can be avoided:
- One should be clear about the route, especially in a new town. The organisers did not keep the route map in my kit. I did not also go through route put up on the website. I thought I will just follow other runners, but ended up with the wrong set.
- One should be at the venue in good time before the race starts. Maybe, the organisers would have important announcements to make & one shouldn’t miss that. Apart from the route, there may be other important things they would like to point out.
- There should be volunteers to guide runners at important junctions. There was none at Surat. My wife tells me, at the Spice Coast Marathon (Kochi), they had volunteers separating the 5K & 10K runners.
- And finally, when there are multiple events, opt for the longer distance. Imagine running a 10K & ending up doing a HM!
To cut a short story shorter, I
was one of the earliest finishers. Post-run, Rajkot provides not only the
mandatory fruits & water, but also milk & green tea to the runners.
After a bit of coordination issues, I managed to join Jyotin & we reached
back home. While having the standard Rajkot breakfast (of course, Gathia), I
received this SMS. Wow, I need to print & frame this! Later, we again went
to Galaxy Pan & I had another flaming paan, this time with more confidence
(as can be seen in the video below). The medal, sadly, stayed in the pocket.
The Soda Chhaas (another specialty of Rajkot) will have to wait till I complete
this HM.
Vijay Nehra & Cheteshwar Pujara - http://indianexpress.com/article/cities/ahmedabad/rajkot-marathon-37000-participate-kenyans-ethiopians-bag-top-prizes/